Jay Honeck
Touchdown! Greaser!
Oh, jeez, I'm a mess. I'm afraid I've fallen head over heels in love with the most beautiful aircraft I've ever seen.
Well, technically I haven't actually "seen" it, but -- thanks to the wonders of the internet -- I have gone over 192 high-resolution photos with my RV-8A guru, one rivet at a time.
Even he, a guy who has built 30+ RVs, has 3000+ hours in-type, and makes his living doing RV transition training, allows that "this is a good one".
Coming from a reserved Minnesotan who tries to dash my hopes at every opportunity, and is actively opposed to hyperbole, that's the equivalent of a verbal cartwheel.
I can't sleep. I'm dreaming about overhead breaks. I'm struggling to remain coldly detached -- and failing miserably. I remember this feeling well, but I haven't felt it since the first time I saw my wife, some 36 years ago.
The prebuy inspection is in 12 days.
Well, technically I haven't actually "seen" it, but -- thanks to the wonders of the internet -- I have gone over 192 high-resolution photos with my RV-8A guru, one rivet at a time.
Even he, a guy who has built 30+ RVs, has 3000+ hours in-type, and makes his living doing RV transition training, allows that "this is a good one".
Coming from a reserved Minnesotan who tries to dash my hopes at every opportunity, and is actively opposed to hyperbole, that's the equivalent of a verbal cartwheel.
I can't sleep. I'm dreaming about overhead breaks. I'm struggling to remain coldly detached -- and failing miserably. I remember this feeling well, but I haven't felt it since the first time I saw my wife, some 36 years ago.
The prebuy inspection is in 12 days.